"I'm not lying," Near informed. "Everything is fine... in fact, better then fine. Why wouldn't it be? Naveen is back... against all odds, he is alive again..."
He looked toward his brother once more, squeezing Mello's hand tightly.
Mello was quiet, but his thumb ran over the ring on Near's finger- the wedding ring- one of two that L had given Near for when they married and the only piece of aesthetic or sentimental value on the ivory-haired boy.
"Near..." Mello called softly before letting go of Near's hand and lacing the fingers of his other hand with the boy- their rings together. "When I made that promise...I meant it."
"And that is one of the last things he remembers," Near whispered, frowning deeply. "He hasn't had a year to get over it, Mello... to him it was a week ago."
"I can't stop thinking about it," Near admitted, turning to look back at his sleeping twin. "Mello hurt him and then his best friend... well... killed him. And yes, I am his twin, but... Naveen and I haven't been close in a while..."
"...He'll need you...he'll need all of us." Mello sighed. "This whole place just changed in a year and he's got no idea where he is and who's here...apparently he was asking questions about everyone earlier."
"...I don't know what to do...there's nothing that we can do, but be there." Mello sighed. "I wish there was something...or someone. Unchanged like him that could give him some stability."